Wizard Immortal

Chapter 617 The Dark Church

The atmosphere at the lively banquet was bustling.

However, the corner of the banquet was unusually quiet.

Adir spoke quietly with the priestess before him, gradually learning the specifics of the dark church's appearance that day.

According to the priestess's self-introduction, the Dark Church's intervention to prevent Gruul from returning to the capital was not the intention of the bishops of the Dark Church, but merely a spontaneous action by a group of radical priests within the church.

"Within the kingdom, the church has been suppressed for too long, to the point that there is great discontent within the church. Ultimately, it was the temptation of certain promises that led to this action."

Standing still, whispering with Adir, the priestess named Hilna sighed softly, then turned to look at Kudoni and Gruul in the center of the arena: "That is why Bishop Kudoni came here in person, to take this opportunity to personally express his apologies to His Highness Gruul and to convey the true attitude of the Church."

Adir remained calm as he listened to Hilna's words in silence, offering no comment.

In fact, this banquet was nominally held for Adir, but now it has completely changed its meaning.

The meeting between Bishop Kudoni and Prince Gruul was enough to attract the attention of most of the nobles present, drawing their gaze to the center of the stage.

As for Adir, although many people were paying attention, and even a number of noble ladies lifted their skirts, wanting to walk over, they hesitated and stopped after seeing Hilna in front of Adir, making the area very quiet.

Adir enjoyed the quiet atmosphere.

Because of his early experiences and his long-term research in the laboratory as a wizard, he prefers quiet occasions. Although lively occasions are not considered banquets, he still finds them quite troublesome.

Hilna in front of me is similar.

Along the way, people would occasionally come up to invite her to the ball, but the priestess maintained a smile throughout and politely declined all the invitations, seemingly someone who also disliked crowds.

They chatted there for a long time, until it got a little late, and then Adir nodded and looked at the priestess in front of him and said, "It's getting late, I'll go back and rest now."

"Okay." The priestess nodded with a smile. "It was a pleasure chatting with you. I hope to see you again next time."

"I hope so." Adir just smiled at her words, then waved his hand, his expression returning to calm, and walked straight out.

Silently watching Adir's departing figure, Hilna remained silent, simply observing with a calm smile on her face.

Only after Adir's figure had completely disappeared did she move her arm and shake the little girl lying to the side.

"Wake up, they've already left."

"I'm so sleepy, Sister Hilna, let me sleep a little longer..."

The little girl shook her head and lay down on the large sofa, drool dripping from her mouth. Hilna was speechless and shook her again, waking her up.

Looking at the sleepy little girl rolling around on the ground, Hilna covered her mouth and smiled, then glanced again in the direction where Adir had left.

"What an interesting person..."

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"interesting···"

As he walked home, reflecting on his conversation with the priestess, Adir smiled calmly, as if he had discovered something interesting.

The girl was very special, a fact that Adir noticed as soon as he met her.

It's not about appearance, nor about temperament or strength, but about a transcendent and unique nature, and a sense of burden that seems to conceal something.

Just like Adir.

This unique feeling sparked the interest of both parties, allowing them to talk there for a long time without feeling out of place.

"As expected of the strongest world we've encountered so far... Although it may not seem as good as an ordinary world on the surface, it's actually full of terror..."

As he walked down the street, the thought involuntarily came to Adir again.

This world appears weak on the surface. The strongest person in the Tamru Kingdom is only a Gold-level expert, which is roughly equivalent to a Level 2 wizard.

Such power surpasses not only the Wizarding World, but also the worlds Adir had visited before.

But beneath this frail exterior lies a profound terror.

With Orf in front and Hilna behind, the mere existence of these two people was enough to make Adir wary.

These two appear ordinary, but in reality, they are extraordinary. Once their terrifying inner power is unleashed, it may not be much less than that of Adir's true form.

Orf belongs to the god of slaughter, and Hilna belongs to the god of darkness. So, do other churches also have similar monsters?

Moreover, besides these monsters, there are also the legendary gods who reside high in the clouds, immortal for billions of years, and hold aloft their divine kingdoms.

"That's really interesting."

For some reason, Adir smiled, then looked up at the sky.

Above the sky, as night had fallen, the entire sky was dark, except for the bright full moon, which emitted a faint silver glow.

The light spread across the earth, shining upon Adir as if draping him in a layer of silver frost, making his entire demeanor appear more peaceful, profound, and sacred.

A moment later, he left the place and headed towards his residence outside.

As he left, inside the manor, Kudoni looked thoughtfully in the direction of Adir, then smiled again and continued chatting with Gruul in front of him, looking quite cheerful.

That night, after the banquet ended, in the dimly lit church.

Kudoni had an old face, his aged features were full of wrinkles, and he exuded an aura of decay, as if he could be buried at any moment.

Despite this, his movements were still very agile, completely different from those of ordinary old people. His movements were expansive and vigorous, even more so than some young people who jump around.

He changed into a long robe, having discarded his previous priestly attire which had been tainted with the smell of alcohol. He then walked into the depths of the church and waited in a somewhat dimly lit room.

"How's the observation going?" a voice suddenly rang out.

"I don't know." Kudoni shook his head, not at all surprised by the sudden voice, but shook his head in confusion and said, "That Prince Gruul has very little potential, and he is not even a Silver Knight yet. For his age, it is rather pathetic."

"The protagonist on stage is not necessarily the youngest, and temporary potential doesn't prove anything..."

"I know," Kudoni nodded. "But this at least proves that the possibility of Prince Kudoni being the main character on stage has been greatly reduced."

"But that Yasuo knight beside him..."

"What's wrong?" The voice inside continued to ring out, followed by a soft rustling of footsteps.

At the far end of the room, a middle-aged woman wearing a dark black robe and with a plain and expressionless face walked out, staring blankly at Cudoni, seemingly waiting for his answer.

"I can't see through him." Kudoni shook his head: "This knight is very powerful. He has reached the peak of the Silver Knight and is only a little short of being promoted to Gold Knight and becoming one of the strongest people in the entire Tamru Kingdom."

"His potential is undeniable, but I can't see through his true nature."

"Even if you have the Eye of Darkness, it's still the same?"

"It is true that the Eye of Darkness is an artifact left behind by my lord, but its greatest power is protection rather than detection. Moreover, the Eye of Darkness is now dormant, and my power is insufficient to activate it. It is normal that I cannot see through it."

Kudoni shook his head, a hint of helplessness on his face. When he thought of the scene he had glimpsed using the artifact, there was still some doubt in his eyes: "However, his destiny is far stronger than that of ordinary people. It is not limited to this one place, but has a much larger stage."

"He may not be the main character on the stage, but he might be a supporting actor."

"That's not bad either."

The middle-aged woman in the dark black robe seemed to be deep in thought: "It's not easy to encounter the protagonist of destiny. Even encountering a supporting character is a rare gain."

"Also, keep a close eye on the young people in the church."

She turned and looked up, her brows furrowed with displeasure: "To dare to directly participate in the kingdom's internal strife before we have even given our instructions is far too audacious."

"Especially at this crucial time..."

"After all, they are all young people." Kudoni shook his head, his face showing no dissatisfaction, but rather a smile: "They have not experienced the predicament we faced when we were down on our luck and couldn't even find a place to stay, nor have they experienced the crisis when the entire church was almost destroyed. Naturally, their ideas will be a bit naive, and their methods a bit immature."

"However, it is precisely because of the existence of these young people that the world continues to move forward and slowly begins to change, instead of remaining so lifeless."

"That's true." As if remembering something, the middle-aged priestess nodded expressionlessly: "But at this time, the actions of these young people are somewhat inappropriate. If this continues, it will inevitably delay the entire church's plans and greatly prolong the time for our Lord's return."

"Don't worry." Kudoni nodded. "I'll be careful, and I won't let this happen again."

"As for that Knight Yasuo, we'll need to send some priests over to keep a close eye on him."

"Who should we send?" the middle-aged female priestess asked.

"Your student, Hilna, would be very suitable," Kudoni said with a smile, quite naturally.

(End of this chapter)